Tuesday, September 28, 2010


i can feel it sneaking in
the panic
the what if
what if

and what am i to do 
or say
i must trust
that it will be ok

but then again i feel it here
inside my head
a little fear

and its building up as time goes on
that i cannot reflect upon
or see the path in front of me
for im on pause

for im a mover
a doer
if things dont go right
there bound to get better

as long as my feet keep
moving ahead

but waiting right here
is what i dread 

Tuesday, September 21, 2010


if you cant feel the beat
and you cant feel its heat
or see its affect on me
if you dont like the breeze
and wind through those trees
that we pass on our travels to nowhere
id just like you to appreciate
that these things are in me
and need be done..

if you dont understand 
and you dont care to learn
then ill be silenced 
without sound
and choke with no air
and ill whither away

Wednesday, September 1, 2010


these things bubble up
pop pop
dont stop
in my brain 
driving me 
to i dont know where 
and i dont care

right now im just trying to enjoy this frantic ride
you see
its killing me
not to be
something more
but whats in store

i cant see past all the fog
and so i go
i dont know
but baby steps take me
to where it is i am to be

and all these things
keep pop pop ing 
and all these things
they wont shut up

and rise to the top 
so they can
be heard 
be seen
i mean 
i know they need their voice
they have no choice 

 but too many bubbles
 and im bound to drift away